The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1887-04-29

| in. What she saw she did not de
scribe Immediately. 1t was darker
inside, and ernesome, with all the
cattle munchine hay. and their eyes
cleaning in the vanishing light with
q dim lambent burning. She was
frightened and ran back to the house,
told something, and one OF the boys
went down, struck sharp blow
or two OH the door, and called
very decidedly. He said he got an
answer, went back, and they
ate supper. As he did not then
come, the older ones went out,
taking a lantern. As they approach.
cd the door they heard his voice as
usual, made a rap on it and got an
answer they said-waited q moment,
called and received no answer. no re-
ply, opened the door, went in, and
there he hanged, suspended from the
big beam, stone dead-had been dead
some time. Soon after it came ont
that the littlegirl saw something hang
ing from his neck.
.'Well"--a pause.
"No matter about the shock. the
CHASTITY horror, funeral and all that, /"
said Dan. II had to tell SO much, ("
said r, "as an introduction.
don't know who cared for the lower
barn stock the next morning. took
the labor on myself the next evening,
as knew Anscomb's ways and his
cattle about as we'll as he did. As
said-the weather was about like this,
and that night was just such another,
and Notwithstanding the horror, the
charm OF the days and the oncom'ng
night had in a way been with me
through it all, and was on me when l
went to the old barn in the soft twl-
light. The moon was shining through
the openings of the flecked clouds, as
now"-looking upland for II mo-
ment forgot the occasion OF my gong
to the barn--the cattle had gathered
patiently around the stable door, and
as opened it, as live, cameAnscomb's S
voice, calling each by name, u little
impatientiy, as if the delay was their
fault. At the first, heillusion was per-
feet. Anscomb was there! / know-I
know, boys" he said quickly. ~
thought in d moment-but the call
went on just the same-seemed to
me. and seemed to hear it. Well,
when the last one took his place,
opened the door, on to the floor. OF
course the inside was darker. Well'
"a pause.
The listeners-Well, what?
R.--Well, there Anscomb sat. on the
big beam, bumped over, his head on
one side, his old hat OH as usual, peer
ing uncannily down ut me"
All in a chorus-Dld you look up at
him?
R.-No, ] would not look up, de-
termined would not. ] belong to a
set-pausing.
Monro-Not easily upset.
R.--Well, had I looked, ! certainly
should have seen him, or seemed to-
did not, would not, never have; al
the same, he was there--or the
impression that he was as COM
plete and perfect as If my eyes, thf
touch OF my hands, had verified 1T
it was touchable. Well, NIL had tl
do was to feed There was plenty O
hay just over the bay. l took u fork
got over the girt, pitched ebay over
and fed each OF the cows, heifers anG
steers-compelling myself to do it leis
urely, and well--all the time feeling the
eyes OF the impish igure perchea above
me, watching every motion. When il
was done. spoke out. '"Fhere, thai
will do, Think" Istood halfexpectin!
an Ansger; got none, and went out
closed the DOOR. Hnd as did SO from
the outside. there 1 seemed to hear 4
little low, chuckling laugh. l opened
the door again; OF course all was still
save the cattle. As ! went away
seemed to hear the calls to the
COWS as usual. 80 strong was
the impression that | went to tht
house and looked at the dead face ir
the coffin, clean shaved, dark, a man
ly, handsome face, with black hnil
slightly gray, early gray, showing q
fine, high, marrow forehead, serene,
soft. the face almost sweet in it's ex.
preston. As looked upon it the
weird impression driftsd out and away
from me. The next day was the fun.
eral, of course. That was in the reign
OF John Whitlan, my young English.
man. He come over young and had
learned to be like us, though the things
in which az Englishman is most like
an American are the ones in which he
resembles us the least. find.
ssThat's So" affirmed Monroe. who
lived on the border OF a small England
"Well, resumed r., ~ managed sc
that John Whitlan should attend al
the lower barn the night after the fun
eral. The proprietor had been solemn
ly buried in the presence Of near {
Thousand and 1 wished to tess my il
lusion. said not q world nevel
have save as do now. Well, Johl
went whistling on in his large way
across the road. It was getting dnsi
and waited and watched over TIN
border. Well, in about ten minutes
or less he came hurrying back too ex
cited to speak. ! met him outside
Made short work Isaid to him
Short work. his eyes starting, hi,
the the Old 5is man himself, oockea Up on u, u,
big beam there!' 'sh-h.h.h,' 1 said
trying to hush him up. We'll, by
he is Nothing but your Johl
Bull imagination l said, enough
to frighten anybody but u Yankee.
You may 60 an sae tor yourself,
he answered. I WILL took r. Ian
tern and went with him. On the wa,
he told me that he heard voice in
side the barn; he paid no attention
| opened the stable door, when ANS
comb eal.ad down: Cherry, Brin
Spot, Suke,' and SO on as the cow
went in. He rushed to the door lead
| ing to the barn floor and theps sa
| Auscomb on the big beam. Joh'
broke for me. English are pluck.
enough where mere flesh is coneefGee
this was too much. As 1--WE approach
ed the barn-'There! there! Don
you heas hlm2 Don't you hear him9
exclaimed Joha. Well, ] did seem to
but let on nothing. Che door wa
open, / stepped in. John followed
There! there! there! See i'm. See i'm!
/ John cried, in an awfully frishtene,
voice. I felt him, ] would not look up
but quietly lit the wick, which burnet
up quick, and strongly.
II held it up and did look up. Th
beam was vacant, all the upper par
empty. i see nothing' answered
shifting the lamp about. BY! b,
-! nor do said Whitlan, abou
rs much surprised ;qs before. He, e